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[GV] - 6 - Festive
Golden Victory isn't about to go two months without a proper change in decor! Their fearless leader hasn't seemed to be in the best of spirits (falling into a coma can do that to a guy), so things aren't quite as extravagant as normal. Instead of playful, things seem a bit more ambient - warm golden lights, rich red tablecloths, holly, garland, maybe even a sprig of mistletoe here and there for the mischievous heart that may wander. And... well, it's a bit of a mystery how they managed to get it through the front door, but there's a well-lit tree taking up one corner of the main floor.
Per usual the rules and employee roster are posted near the door. It seems a bit quieter around here than usual.
Hosts:
Angelo
Asbel Lhant
Duke Pantarei
Fai D. Flourite (assistant chef and appointments)
Guy Cecil (bartender)
Ioder
Jade Curtiss (bartender)
Malik Caesar (bartender)
Peony Malkuth IX
Rin Okumura (chef)
Serph
Sora and Roxas
Zelos Wilder (Only takes appointments with women.)
Please note that some hosts may be unavailable due to coma.
The staff are free to their normal wardrobes this month... well, for the most part. Red, white, green and gold seem to be all over the place, encouraging to fit in with the Christmas spirit. There may even be some fur or a little more ~*sparkle*~ than the hosts might be used to. A certain emperor may have taken the liberty of making sure there's at least one spectacular outfit front and center for them to wear.
Per usual the rules and employee roster are posted near the door. It seems a bit quieter around here than usual.
Angelo
Asbel Lhant
Duke Pantarei
Fai D. Flourite (assistant chef and appointments)
Guy Cecil (bartender)
Ioder
Jade Curtiss (bartender)
Malik Caesar (bartender)
Peony Malkuth IX
Rin Okumura (chef)
Serph
Sora and Roxas
Zelos Wilder (Only takes appointments with women.)
Please note that some hosts may be unavailable due to coma.
The staff are free to their normal wardrobes this month... well, for the most part. Red, white, green and gold seem to be all over the place, encouraging to fit in with the Christmas spirit. There may even be some fur or a little more ~*sparkle*~ than the hosts might be used to. A certain emperor may have taken the liberty of making sure there's at least one spectacular outfit front and center for them to wear.
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I could help you.
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[Roxas turns to look at Axel. Did he hear that right? That's kind of a jump from "maybe."]
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Yeah...
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[Hang on, let's not get our hopes up just yet. "Help" could mean a lot of things, right?]
What do you mean, exactly?
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[For someone who's offering help, he's not being very helpful right now, is he]
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[He's really not. Now he's going to have to spell it out himself.]
The way I want is- you know, with the kissing.
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... Why?
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[Jeez, you're making him do all the hard parts. He's going to sink back into the couch cushion as if it can hide him and look in the other direction. Oh, look, you can see the tree reflected in the window.]
That's... how you show- these kinds of feelings.
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Well... sometimes. Doesn't have to be that way.
[Like hugging and stuff! That works, doesn't it? ... But he did say he'd help in whatever way Roxas wanted.]
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[Still too embarrassed to look at Axel.]
Like- holding hands?
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[Reassure him, Axel, come on. You got this.]
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And reaches over for Axel's hand.]
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...it's a start, right?
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Sure.
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Thanks, Axel.
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[Shrug and glances off, wondering if anyone can see them right now]
... Really.
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[Don't be stupid, Axel. It's not nothing. Roxas has pretty much forgotten they're in one corner of a big room full of other people because he's so wrapped up in this little moment.]
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Exactly.
[he jokes, grinning wide at his best friend.]
So don't let it get to your head.
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No promises.
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Should I be expecting candlelit serenades at my window any time soon, then?
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That'd be kinda showy, wouldn't it?
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[A pause. Finally he seems to remember where they are and glances out at the host club floor. This... alcove is still pretty private, right?]
...
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[Sees you making eyes around the corner there. What are you looking for?]
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